I ask because long story short...my son came to me to ask what happened to me and his mom. He happened to ask her first this weekend and was kinda heated at what she told him so he wanted to know my side...

I was as honest as I could be and tried to be totally transparent and told him my side and let him know it was just myside...I then told him to take what we both said and process it and know its two sides to every story and then its the truth. after that I took him to the court house and we got the records of all the police reports and times i went back and futher to court for visitation and then custody.

Afterwards I had to explain to him to not hate his mother because she only loves how she knows how. That doesnt make it right or wrong but we all make mistakes. even though she tried to throw me under the bus, it was hard as hell to take the high road and even right now i still want to take a few shots and say some shit...but i know i cant becuz i am trying to teach him to always respect both his parents....

but I must say it was one of the hardest days of my life as a parent. One of those days I knew would come. I thought it would be a piece of cake but it wasn't, not at all.

have any of you ever told your child/children the truth about what happened to mommy and daddy? how did it go?

or did your parents ever tell you an your siblings the truth about what happened? How'd that go?

did you even care enough ta ask?

Man, a nigga need a drink right now and i have to be honest...i wanna ocho the bitch now...lol

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My mom tried to tell me bout this nigga she used to date in high school...Cause my aunts and cousins would always joke with her when they got around eachother and shoot the shit....I was like "Ion wanna know that, mama"...

I'm not looking forward to the conversation to be honest, but I know it will come eventually. Haven't really thought about what to tell her about her daddy though.

My parents sat us down after school the day they separated and told us all at once. Other truths came out over the years from both sides and from that we formed our own opinions once we were grown enough to fully grasp what really went down.

My parents divorced when I was 6. I've never really asked what caused it even though I can pretty much guess. My mom never painted my dad in a negative light to me or my older brother after they split. They maintained a civil relationship for our sake & we got to spend plenty of time w/ him during summer vacay & holidays. All he owed to me was to be a good father so I never really got into why they divorced.

i dont have kids but if i did i would keep them informed of the truth or at least my version of it..aint a big deal..my business is my business and if it's something i feel they should know, i will tell them..especially if there is an issue that's causing some type of rift..can't have that shit b

I don't have hard feelings, the one who have hard feelings listen to blabber mouths and rumors, causing a over reaction of light situation. It's not even like it look. I never was into fucking a whole lot of niggas. Every male figure Iam around is not someone I jumped the sack with. & sometimes niggas use me as a illustration when they rhyme but that don't mean I hit the sack with them. I back away from people when they jump to conclusions and do not see me in the right light. I start to think they trying to drive me crazy. If I keep saying the truth and someone keep saying I'm lying I won't talk to that person anymore. I dont believe in corupting your seed with crazy stories about why a relationship didnt work, I just deal with reality and try to break the concept to my seed that the reality is the only way you can deal with the truth. So therefore it is what it is, and it's no-one fault.

I know I'll be in the same situation soon. I know my oldest ask her some heart breaking questions as her mom has told me. The main reason is they see the difference in their skin color to their moms. Even though their biracial they look every thing like my side of the family. With that said if I decide to tell my side of the story unedited their going to straight have madd proof from me of how crazy my life has been trying to get them back.

This happened when i went on vacation recently actually. Mom told me what i already assumed. All my memories i have of my biological dad, was him sleeping on the couch really. Mom said they were together until I was around 3, we moved to alaska, she got into a fight with my grandpa and moved us back to oregon, we were couch surfing for a few months. She got an apartment and found my dad who had been involved in drugs since before we left. They never got back together but he was sleeping on our couch. He ended up stealing her cards and maxed em out when she didnt have no dough, made us bankrupt. Went back to couch surfing for a long time, moved everywhere on the west coast when i was 5 and 6. She got fed up with never having a for sure place to stay and we moved back to Alaska. She saved up enough money and we were about a month away from moving back to Portland, then she met my step dad. Then ive lived here since.

Yep. Mom was in the midst of divorcing her ex husband, she fell in love with my dad while he was on a work visa in the states. He stayed around until I was one, and then he dipped when his visa expired. Said he was going to work and when she came home all of his shit was gone. Never came back, haven't heard from him in 24 years. No hard feelings, she just couldn't find him. She married my stepdad when I was three and he's the only dad I know.